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doin my thing, sing

[Chorus]

[Interlude: repeat 2X]
Hoo-Bang, Hoo-Ride
All day, all night
Throw dubs, up high
Westside, foe life

[Mack 10]
Now tell

Hey, hey, stay sharp as fuck

Tell 'em, get that right and straighten that up

Fat Face, the man of hundred grand

Work the mic with precise

because my whips is ruthless
So sit on chrome, dip the deuces
And you aint flattered by Canary's and VS dip tay seuces
All the ballers look dumb when they

a
Fresh up out the womb all cameras on me no photographers
If it ain't bout peso chucking deuces sayonara bruh
Mental been the same don't be fooled by

everything I see why
Your like a breath of fresh air I hope you breeze by
AAH
I had this girl who would two time me
But at the same time the love was just so

on drop the top then
City by the shore side Long Beach is poppin'
Young niggas activate, beats I decapitate
Freestyles catching them bodies too many

they want
I'ma give 'em what they need
Yeah, I been real from the jump
I don't like fake 'round me
Throw deuce like Kyrie
One girl, no sidepiece
I call

Put your fists in the sky, wave them deuces high nigga
'Cause it ain't nuttin but that fire rolled up

[Chorus: x2]
I run with Worldwide Renegades,

every moment, time pass by
These new rappers too emo
I'm just stackin' bread, I put my bitch inside a mink coat
Told you niggas desert eagle, check your

a picture never use the canvas
Thoughts deep I came to give you
Not a day goes by
That I don't get it hot jewels
Before the ice on the wrist
My life was

THE AMERICAN DREAM
(Words & Music by Bernt Jansen)
A devil smile from the gambler
The deuces are wild
I see the world through a golden eye
Feels like

Decide
Babe your everything I see why
Your like a breath of fresh air I hope you breeze by
AAHH
I had this girl who would two time me
But at the same time

To a fake friend, i be throwing up a deuce
Never leave the house, got a lot of things to do
I’m the biggest homebody, yea bet they know the tune
Fun on my

the deuce
Keep up the pace, these niggas confused
Look on their face when I give them the news
They slick in the face and the feelin' is blue
Arrive

little bitch Suzan
For some neck
I don't want to regret
Hitting her up late at night
I shoot a bitch a text like damn
"You trying to fuck? or is you trying

By the words that I would sure say
I'm certainly the one that just ain't quittin'
My ex bitch's coming at me with the rage in 'em
They stay bitchin'

you're a liar isn't fire
Any shit he drop?
Automatically, that shit a master, Peace
That's why its deuces to the only two
Two of them you half to see
Dr.

Raw & Uncut

Bean

Street Knowledge

never scary dudes
Keep bodies on them guns and we share our tools
Deuce one ball for Philly like Larry Hughes
Keep the desert eagle wit the beam tucked

Hillwood Hustlaz

Rasheed, S.P.M.

Screwston, Vol. 2: Pink Soda

2001

Why would you test this?
Mex out of Tex with 7 s-k-s's partna

[Chorus: x2]

They call me Rasheed
I smoke the bomb weed
I came up off my feet

Here I Come

Deuce

Invincible

2017

Yeah, y'all ready for this?
Turn that shit up, let's go

I hate what I became, so goddamn insane
A man without a brain that's trying to run away

Deuce! Yes sir!
Mr 2Face, you know?
It's for the drug abusers
Mentally insane, you know?

See me walkin' wit' a semi-limp
I don't even know what in